We, The Trollers

One day while I was taking a stroll down the sprawling lanes of d twitter land...

I witnessed so many sharp-tongued tweets spattered across, a la dangling like Damocles sword to cut fingers into pieces whoever tweeted in disapproval.

I saw comments and rants, opinions and taunts And I saw middle fingers and smileys. And of course emoticons..
Teri maa ki c***..bc..mc..ch***y* spreading all over the screen, for every comment a piercing non sequitur reply and the list went on.

And den I laughed and gushed over the scene. So pleased was I that the men hav finally found der voice and a platform to spit their venom right at the person once they admired when not everything they said got their goat..

Yes. We are the new gen common man who is n’t so common dat any R K Laxman of today would make us the motif of his satirical portrait. And God forbid if he does so, we will not sit silent..

We sense a sensory pleasure in being the trollers and will continue to chide on others..

So what if we are immorally unethical ,
So what if we make nonsensical comments,
So what if we just satiate the evil residing in our own mind through cursing, scoffing at the opposite..

We are as successful as others,
We are as busy as others,
We are as disturbed as others,
We are as megalomaniac as others..

We will go on hounding, commenting and jarring Bcoz datz d only way we can keep our sharp claws shining like a vulture in darkest of nights..(referring d virtual world)